In the Dead of Night (Open)

[Desmond C'artyom]

Five Chiss who looked eerily alike exited the cargo freighter that had given them passage from Korriban. They walked through the confines of one of the biggest spaceports Sullust had to offer. They wore nondescript clothing and carried with them large duffel bags. It was around midnight planet side, but the spaceport was still busy as ever. Such can be expected on a capitol planet. Especially when it was a conglomerate as big as the Galactic Alliance. The Chiss spread out across the spaceport as if they had separate flights to catch and patiently waited in their respective departure areas.

DTY 59 fumbled around with his bag for what seemed like the hundredth time. His palms were sweaty and his neck kept twitching nervously. It seemed that every person who walked by viewed him with suspicion. His short life in the cloning vats had trained him for little other than this moment. He had spent five years training with his brothers for infiltration scenarios such as this one. DTY 59 knew what was expected of him and the conditioning he had under gone meant he would do as he was told, but that didn't make the task any less daunting.

He found a crowded outgoing flight lounge and took a seat near the entrance. Across from him sat a mother and her child. He stared at her and hoped it would be quick for them. He looked down to his wristwatch. It was almost time. His hand dug deep into his pocket as he continued to glance nervously around the port. Then something disastrous happened, an explosion went off within the spaceport before it was time. DTY 59 knew it had to be now. He stood from his seat and pulled the detonator from his pocket just as everyone began to panic “FOR THE SITH,” He screamed and pressed down on the button.

Shortly afterwards five explosions would ring out throughout the spaceport. A small black film would mix with the gore of the massacre, but upon closer inspection the film would seem to have a life of its own. The destruction was total and absolute with the death toll in the hundreds. A large portion of the spaceport had collapsed upon itself, trapping countless others beneath the rubble. But, as the smoke cleared and the debris settled one would remain. One last Chiss agent would exit the Korribani craft and be seen for only a moment before disappearing in seemingly thin air.

 

[Adele Adonai]

@Desmond C'artyom

The death toll would not be in the hundreds.

With the chaos it was hard to discern how many, or more importantly what had occurred. The only saving grace were Sullust's defense protocols and proactive lines of defense in such attacks. The largest medical station orbited the capital, to include the Jedi Academy and the New Jedi Order Temple. The Circle of healers and a plethora of medics, doctors, and emergency response teams were sure to react to such an event.

Jedi Master A'dele Adonai was one of the many to feel the disturbance of the Force. One could be sure that whatever could have caused the event would bring the first response droids and medical teams from both the Alliance and the Omega Protectorate.

For now, all they knew is that there had been an explosion. Some rumor on it potentially involving the Sith? Could it be the First Order? Who knew.

A'dele, at the very least, would make her way towards the epicenter while GA forces sought to secure the area in the event there were any other incidents. It would take time, she'd need to also rally up other healers to tend to the wounded.

The planet was now elevated to a high alert status Besh.

 

[Micah Talith]

Micah was one of the few who were already at the space port.

He had been there on the Kaile's Shadow when the explosion hit. He'd come to visit a few friends and in just a manner of seconds, everything seemed to change.

When the smoke cleared, the sound of cries and wounded filled the air.

Dressed to the nines already in his armor, the Talith donned his helm. When he went out of his shuttle, he was surprised to see just a passing glance at a figure coming down from a nearby shuttle. The only different being that this guy didn't immediately go to help.

No, he suddenly disappeared.

[member="Desmond C'artyom"] would find out that it wasn't so easy to simply fade into the shadows.

Not with someone like Micah Talith to hunt him.

 

[Subject 37]

Jorg frowned slightly as the ramp of the shuttle slowly began to lower before him.

The last time he'd seen any sort of chemical attack was...well back when the One Sith Vongformed Alderaan. The process had been a quick one. Without any warning at all the Sith had released thousands upon thousands of grutchin alongside the Vongspawn virus. Terror had torn through the ranks and his units had barely been able to seal their armor before a wave of pestilence had washed over them. The entire experience had left...much to be desired.

It seemed odd to him that this would be when he encountered it next.

His fingers slowly flexed around his rifle, his eyes glancing towards the Commander whose Platoon he'd been assigned to. Jorg was still relatively new to the 5th Legion, only having joined last week. They hadn't asked too many questions about his past...and that had been enough incentive for him to go along with pretty much anything. Though then again he hadn't really expected to be thrown into a combat mission just a few weeks later.

Learn on the job he supposed.

"Make sure your armor is sealed." He told the man next to him. "Stay calm whatever you see. You'll be alright."

He smacked the young man on the back, giving him a nod and a thumbs up as the ramp lowered and the soldiers rushed out, quickly moving to quarantine the area.

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

Desmond watched as the fires burned from the confines of his stealth cloak. He maneuvered through the rubble until he found a small alcove to safely hide in. He removed a Large datapad from his cloak and powered it on. He linked to the black swarm that now littered the airport and entered a few commands.

Necron Activated...

Designated friendlies... None.
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And with that the swarm would seem to come to life on it's own. The spider bots would begin to crawl throughout the spaceport seeking host. Which they'd find in the still fresh corpses of the newly deceased. They'd worm their way into any open cavity they could and make their way to the subjects brain. The corpses would spasm shutter and finally awake. As if seeing the world for the first time again, but this time they'd have only one need. The need to feed. As the Medics would arrive they'd find the shambling bodies of the dead. Perhaps they'd try to help, perhaps they'd simply run. But, for any that got too close they would find themselves torn apart by cold hands and dull teeth. For every dead man that fell a spider would find its way into his body and he too would join the horde. As soldiers fired upon the dead they'd find headshots seemingly the only thing to work. If any were extra lucky and for some reason had a ion weapon handy they'd find that this was equally effective.

DTY 59 awoke with a shudder. It was as if he were being shocked by 9000 volts of electricity at once. His whole body hurt and he looked down to discover one of his arms missing. He wanted to scream in horror, but he couldn't work his mouth. A hazy red film covered his eyes and everything seemed to take on a new hue. As DTY fully reanimated he found himself hungry... In fact it soon became apparent that who or what he was before did not matter. The one thing that seemed to be the one truth in his life was the hunger. If he could just feed it, he knew something miraculous would happen.

So, as an aid team made it's way through the rubble DTY lie in wait. He hid behind a large pile of rubble waiting for the right moment to strike. When one of the medics bent over to check the pulse of a woman, DTY attacked. He charged the man with all the speed his body could muster. He tackled the poor soul to the ground and his one good arm raked the man's flesh. He bit into his face and DTY was pleased when his mouth came free with a warm sticky blob of fresh meat. The man screamed in horror and tried to resist. DTY's arm fumbled for the man's neck and gripped it firmly. His fingers sank into the throat and DTY pulled as hard as he could. The flesh gave way in a fountain of blood and DTY fed greedily...
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Desmond watched as corpses all over worked their way out of the rubble. It was horrifying and pleasing at the same time. With that part of the mission complete Desmond shoved the datapad back within his cloak and picked himself off the ground.

[member="Jorg"]
[member="Micah Talith"]
[member="Adele Adonai"]

 

[Subject 37]

[member="Desmond C'artyom"]

The first thing that was done upon a chemical attack was a quarantine of the area, it was the 5th Legion that enacted this quarantine. Nothing got in, nothing got out. That was the way it was, that was the only way that it could be. There was no chancing the infection getting out, and if someone, even a single person, bypassed the quarantine area it would have a potential to infect the entire planet.

That wasn't something they could allow.

"Lock it down." Jorg said as he wandered to the front of the starport. Inside he could already hear the screams starting to echo out from inside the building. Jorg felt his stomach turn slightly, though the screeches of the damned were hardly foreign to him. He frowned slightly, shaking his head as he thought of those who would eventually be lost. The Soldiers of the 5th Legion moved quickly, setting up the quarantine zone.

None of the soldiers moved to enter the structure, not yet. Instead setting up a wide ray shield fence with emplacements every few meters.

Chaos would reign within, and before they could clear out the creatures inside they needed to make sure that none got out. The situation was more than grim.

 

[Micah Talith]

[member="Jorg"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Gear in sig!

Tracking is what Micah did. All the more when one combined technology and the Force together. His HUD illuminated, but unbeknownst to him, his quarry had a reflac surface that would not do well with sensor technology to track him. Which mean Micah had to use the Force.

Good thing that Micah had a trinket for this.

Around his neck he wore his Force Talisman tracker. Diving into the Force, he used it as his focus. The talisman allowed him to magnify his natural psychometric and Force Tracking senses even further than normal, perceiving visions of the past and of their distant target's surroundings, but even then this does not provide him omniscience. Good thing his helm had filaments of Kasha crystals; it allowed him to clear his mind of distractions in order to create a perfect meditation environment, even during tense combat.

In his mind, he could gather faint traces of emotions. Smug satisfaction chief among them. With camouflage activated in his own armor, he was as much of a shadow as [member="Desmond C'artyom"]. However, the Chiss wouldn't be the first thing Micah would have to worry about.

All around him, there were curious things scurrying along the floors, about 30cm wide. They were rather large, unable to be missed.

What the...

They were moving towards the unmoving bodies of the dead. Even Micah could tell that those prone were already one with the Force. As it was, he did his best to try and avoid the scurrying, and being camouflaged helped a bit.

However, he still had his target. [member="Desmond C'artyom"] was near. The talisman burned bright. He could feel it.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Allies: [member="Jorg"] [member="Micah Talith"] [member="Adele Adonai"]
Enemies: [member="Desmond C'artyom"]

The explosion was bad enough, and she had already been on her way towards the spaceport itself when comms from those being trapped inside the bombed structure started to mention something she absolutely, positively despised with every fiber of her being. If there was one thing she hated almost above anything else, it was zombies. Her speeder would be transmitting the necessary codes of a ranking Jedi Master of the Order as she neared the line being established to keep those trapped inside... no matter if they were living or dead. Luckily, a spaceport this large meant it was only one of several terminals so the situation wasn't as bad yet.

"Situation report... Sergeant?" she asked, landing the speeder and hopping out to speak with the commanding officer of the soldiers forming the initial quarantine. "What sort of contagion is it? Do we have any people still alive on the inside that can get us any information?"

 

[Zantra]

As the smoke began to clear, movement started happened under a pile of rubble. Then suddenly a leather jacket covered in dust emerged from underneath the mess. As his back came first his head suddenly shot up as he screamed in pain. His ears were on fire, ringing and throbbing beyond what he'd ever felt before. There wasn't one, but five different explosions in the vicinity and due to his very acute senses the noise got to him.

He obviously couldn't hear his scream initially, but as the ringing subsided he heard himself gasp for air. He fell forward, catching himself before the smell of the wounded filled his nostrils.

"What the hell!?" His mouth couldn't produce words so his mind did all the talking for him.

Ughh...

He forced himself back up and fell back against the cracked surface of what was left of the wall. He shook it off as much as he could because he had a habit of clinging on to life...Forcing himself to stand up, the smoke cleared by this time and he began looking around as he heard cries vibrating of his person on each side of him. His lip bled, but as his vision began to focus he zeroed in on the cries of a baby.

"Rebel...you always find your way into some deep poodoo don't you?" he said as he worked his way towards the cries. "Why yes Rebel! I sure do!" and fell to his knees and started removing the piles of debris. What he found was a baby shrouded in its mother person, covered in dust but she managed to cower under something that shielded her; she did not make it.

He took the babe and forced himself up, in his off hand he held up his hilt which sprouted to life and lit the room in a shade of yellow. "Alright babe, we're gonna make it out of here. I'm definitely gonna need a drink afterwards...you can come along too."

He started climbing over things as he fought back the smell of death.

[member="Micah Talith"] | [member="Jorg"] | [member="Desmond C'artyom"] | [member="Adele Adonai"] | [member="Taeli Raaf"]

 

[Subject 37]

Location: Outside the Starport
Allies: [member="Taeli Raaf"]

Jorg turned, immediately turning a shade paler as he spotted the lightsaber on the womans hip. His lips thinned and his heart began to beat a little faster, though somehow he managed to keep his voice steady as he complied with her request. "That isn't clear at this time, Ma'am."

He took a sharp breath, his closing behind his helmet for half a second before he continued.

"There's a contagion loose within the starport itself." That much was obvious. "My men and I were ordered to set up a quarantine before anything else. Scattered reports from those fleeing the scene speak of the dead rising..."

He trailed off as though such a thing was comical at best. "But nothing has been confirmed."

Jorg let out a breath, glancing briefly towards the edge of the starports own fencing where his men were still erecting their barricades.

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

Desmond C'artyom Stood from where he was sitting and watched the dead pace around the area with little interest. His job was done here and all he had to do was get back to a shuttle. He walked through the rubble strewn corridors and couldn't help but look in disgust as the dead feasted on the living. He nearly bumped into one of the Zeds as he made his way through the spaceport and carefully scooted around. But, suddenly something terrible happened. His stealth battery whirred and finally died. This proved to be disastrous as the fifty or so zombies around him diverted their gaze to the luscious looking pillar of fresh meat that was Desmond.

"Feth," left his lips as the first of the undead began to charge towards him. Desmond withdrew a scattergun and began to fire away at the living nightmares, careful to aim for the heads. He ran through the halls of the spaceport firing the gun one handed as he went. He made it back to the terminal where he had entered and looked out the window to see the troopers raising ray shields to quarantine the area.

"Feth!" He shouted vehemently. In the split second his gaze was diverted Des was tackled to the ground by none other then DTY. Des's shotgun went careening out of his grasp. It was like looking in a mirror. The Chiss's face was the exact same as the clone and this terrified Desmond even more then the fact that he was about to be eaten alive. He was literally about to eat himself and as this dawned on him he couldn't help but think, How Ironic. Desmond's hand shot to his hip and he withdrew a small ion pistol. He fired it into the Zed and the creature spasmed once, twice, three times then lay still.


[member="Jorg"]
[member="Rebel Sunka"]
[member="Taeli Raaf"]
[member="Micah Talith"]
[member="Adele Adonai"]

 

[Kaili Talith]

Today was not the day for this. Any other day and things might have turned out slightly different, but today out of all days was the day Kaili had decided that she would meet with her brother to just kind of talk and hang out for a bit. Who knew how long it had been since that had happened? But no, just like always when Kaili decided to take some time off she found herself thrust into a situation she had no interest in being part of. She heard the explosions and subsequent alarms on the outside.

This wasn’t going to be Atrisia all over again, this time she would help.

Unbeknownst to her, this was exactly the one time she actually could help.

The helmet of her armor sealed her up and the girl grabbed her saberpike just in case. It attached to her lower back and she ventured out into the hysteria.

Now, what was it that had people so terrified?

 

[Kaiden Rohn]

The Dark Harvest. He remembered it. It was hell- and this brought back memories. He'd been tasked with observing and reporting on the 5th's capabilities. They were, in his eyes, very capable soldiers. But this was an event that no-one could have prepared for. Kaiden was seized by a woman, bleeding from every opening on her body. She couldn't have been more than 22. Physically, dead- half of her skull was gone. Kaiden reached up and put his fist through what remained of her brain. She fell limp, laying atop of him. She had soft skin, even through the glove. She was a beautiful woman. And her life was taken by a cowardly act.


He stood up, throwing up his hand. On his command, several 5th legion soldiers began to setup a security perimeter. He waved his hand flat across. Total coverage. On his command, he opened fire with his men. The tainted dead were dropped with ruthless proficiency. The men were good at ruthlessness and brutality. In this unfortunate situation, to prevent further casualties- that what was necessary. Kaiden always did what he needed to do. And that wasn't always the right, or just thing- it was the thing that had to be done.

The ray shields went up, and Kaiden was free to assess better than he was previously.

He pointed at [member="Taeli Raaf"]. Then, he realized who she was. His finger dropped. He hadn't seen her in years. He ushered over a Medic, and produced a face mask. He marched over to the Jedi. Unlike [member="Jorg"], he wasn't afraid of Jedi- he had worked with them, and slept with one- so they weren't as grandiose to him as to everyone else. He held out the mask for Taeli."Been awhile, Raaf. Not since you had that silly little braid."Kaiden turned his head, overhearing his question."Based on the initial rate of infection, I'd say some sort of airborne agent, probably Necron. We've only encountered this a few times, and me personally- from the Dark Harvest."The Commando turned his head back to the raised barricades.

He looked at Jorg. He could tell with a glance the man was capable."Set up intersecting fires with those barricades- maximize the amount of men you have. Try and get some automatic weapons on them. If they don't put their hands up when you tell them to, waste them. Don't believe that nonsense about severing the brain when it comes to zombies- ripping them in half with a plasma bolt works just as well."The Commando turned to the Jedi."Master Raaf, I would insist that you put on this mask and not touch anything."He said bluntly, worried about her lack of PPE when it came to the situation.

He smirked beneath his visor. He depolarized it, to show the T-shape of his face. He turned to another figure approaching, [member="Kaili Talith"]. He put up a hand and ushered a few troopers to move in on her.

"Unless you're here to help, fuck off."

 

[H3xle]

Strategic Intelligence Service
Special Activities Division
Team Zero
En Route to Spaceport

Bryson flew the atmospheric shuttle like it was a fighter craft in heavy engagement through the airspace of Sullusts capital. GADF and NJO both had boots on the ground, and were in the process of containing the situation and assisting the survivors. SIS was tasked with helping investigate the incident and track down perpetrators. Bryson was flying his team from SIS HQ to the Spaceport, dodging civilian traffic with a sleek, dark gray shuttle. The agents in the passenger area were handling it at varied levels, some were unfazed, while some gripped their seats as the ship rolled through a complicated maneuvar.

Setting down at the spaceport, outside the cordon area, Bryson secured the cockpit, then sealed up his helmet.

"We have reports of a biochem attack, seal up your armor." He said, then pointed to the left side of the passenger compartment. "Alpha Squad, you are outside first. Collect evidence, stay out of the troopers way. Keep recon drones grounded unless absolutely necessary. Bravo Squad, you're inside first. Keep the shuttle sealed, and run the data. We have a location of a ship that came inbound from Korriban that we believe the perpetrators arrived on. Keep eyes on it, I will check it out myself. Remember to stay in communication. Rotate teams in an hour and forty-five minutes." He issued the orders, and Alpha team donned helmets and sealed them before standing and moving aft to grab weapons and scanning gear. Bravo team set their helmets aside and activated consoles that lifted out of the floor. They began to quietly talk amongst themselves as they waited for data from Alpha.

Bryson nodded, then walked out of the ship, grabbing his maser scattergun on the way out and attaching it to his back mag plate. He had a bolter and a stealth blaster on his thighs, though he wasn't expecting combat right off the bat. Alpha team moved left as the hatch closed behind him. He watched them move off, their sleak mottled gray armor a distinct contrast to the troopers in the area. He nodded again, then began to move swiftly towards the Korribani ship to begin investigate it.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Allies: [member="Bryson Cadera"] [member="Kaiden Rohn"] [member="Kaili Talith"] [member="Jorg"] [member="Rebel Sunka"] [member="Micah Talith"] [member="Adele Adonai"]
Enemies: [member="Desmond C'artyom"]

"If it is such a contagion, and it is from the Sith, then a mask won't do any good," Taeli replied, distaste clear on her face at the thought of dealing with zombies. She knew well enough how Sith zombies worked, or even those that utilized... something else. She had been to Odacer-Faustin and knew all too well how those... things spread. Normal contagion protocols were all well and good, but against something like this... If someone else had weaponized that stuff... oh she was going to make sure she knew who was behind it.

"It can get in through skin just as easily, or a scratch, or a bite, or being sprayed into your face," she continued, watching a woman arrive and Kaiden directing men to surround her. She felt similar to other people she had encountered. "You can let her pass, that's one of the Taliths. We need eyes on the inside so we know if it is something like Blackwing or the Orchid. Has anyone been able to splice into the terminal's remaining security systems or make contact with anyone still inside?"

 

[Kaili Talith]

[member="Kaiden Rohn"] // [member="Taeli Raaf"] // [member="Desmond C'artyom"]​

Wow. Rude!

Kaili twitched her head to the side to let the slight go. There was no need to start causing a fuss in the middle of a crisis, and especially not with someone who technically held rank on her. That being because she had none. As a traveller it was hard to maintain such a thing. Nonetheless she hid an insulted grin or smirk behind the surface of her mask. Reaching out and lowering one of the men’s weapons she approached the purple-eyed Jedi upfront.

“Thank you,” The kid smiled, still behind her helmet, at Taeli. A quick look shot out at the troopers. “I am a Talith, and I am here to help. Heck, if we’re lucky my brother might even be around.” She told them. “As for whatever it is we’re facing…”

“... I have no clue what’s up, but there is a buzz in the air, in the force. I can feel it.” It was the easiest way for her to describe the sensation of picking up the electromagnetic fields in the force. “As if someone just poured a cannister of white noise around the place... ”

“I don’t like it.”

 

[Sanya Val Lerium]

Allie - [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Enemy/neutral -[member="Kaili Talith"] Ξ [member="Taeli Raaf"] Ξ [member="Bryson Cadera"] Ξ [member="Kaiden Rohn"] Ξ [member="Jorg"] Ξ [member="Rebel Sunka"] Ξ [member="Micah Talith"] Ξ [member="Adele Adonai"]

Ship- YT-1300 modified

"This is freighter dimonty we are requesting permission to land." She spoke softly into the com. She received no reply for a moment. "This is spaceports control we cannon grant permission to land at your requested port. It is currently on lock down and under quarantine. Please tell me your ship I'd and the name of the owner of the vessel." "Of course it's J Y T seven seven two nine, and the owners name is Pamela Cree." That was the perk of making ships. Forging the name was easy on a fresh ship. "Yep that all checks out. Please stay clear of the quarantine zone for your own safety. Have a plesent day miss Cree." Sanya would send the ship down blending into every other civilian. Using her personal com she opened up an encrypted channel. "[member="Desmond C'artyom"] you know I wished you'd learn not to get into these situations. I'm in a yt model and here to extract you. Give me your location. I'll work on finding a good landing spot." She said almost giving an order. Her voice was more serious now as it wasn't the first te she'd pulled this imbecile out of a pickel.

She could see from the windows of the cockpit the vainy lava that where like rivers on the world. Towns and cities had been built around some. Why a war mongering government chose this world to be their capital she'd never know. But who was she to judge. Sanya would never understand these fools. After all the had attacked her once on a diplomatic mission. They had harbored sith and let them twisted. Guess it's a theme of if your not with us your against us. Generally how a corrupted government worked.

She was coming close to the area that had been assaulted, weaving in and out of buildings. She also followed the traffic for now. She had to remain incognito the moment they knew she was here to aid the chiss was the moment she'd have to leave. With or without him. He had one shot. "Maria go the the ramp be ready to spot any followers when it lowers. If his identity has been compromised knock him out. I'm sure the leader of the remnant would be interested in his excuses." Besides it would be queit with him unconscious.

 

[Subject 37]

This was way above his pay-grade. He felt like he was in that room again, listening to half a dozen Sith Lords argue about what exactly everyone was going to do over the next few moments. He frowned for a moment and glanced over towards the fence, watching as the quarantine was finally fully set into place. The Ray Shield popped up between the energy pillars, springing into place all around the starport and containing the situation well enough.

Slowly Jorg glanced over towards [member="Kaiden Rohn"], his comm switching to private channel so the man would be able to hear him. "Sir."

He actually had no idea what the mans rank was, but it was a safeguess that he was above the sergeant who'd only joined the 5th Legion about two weeks ago out of simple desperation.

"I suggest we let them through." He glanced towards the Jedi, though to them it would appear that he was completely silent, benefit of a private comm-link and a helmet wrapped around your head. "If they die inside it's just more...zombies. The Quarantine is set up and we'll have reinforcements shortly."

The implication was that if the two women turned into zombies they could just be executed later.

The idea might have been harsh, but Jorg was a soldier. Two more women running around as undead wasn't going to make or break his day.

 

[Zantra]

"Ya know..." he said as he took off his shirt and ripped it at the seams, he turned to the baby which he propped up on a pile of rubble, "On Coruscant...when I told [member="Trextan Voidstalker"] that I needed to get on his level..." He said wrapping the baby up and tying him to his person. "This was not what I had in mind...but wait till I tell him about this, we'll see who owes who a drink."

His left ear started to twitch, as he was hearing something in the distance behind him. Then suddenly his head turned to the right as another distant sound was picked up. His eyes slowly came to a squint, "That's not good...now I'm hearing silence." he said while his eyes bounced around the room.

He twisted his body, and was met by darkness; he was surrounded on all sides, and the only thing that kept him and the babe from being engulfed in it was the yellow light his lightsaber gave off. He leaned in, and after a brief moment of nothing a hand reached out for his face following by the entire decomposed body which came at him with ferocity.

Huhh?!

"What the hell?!" He stepped back and the heard the growls of others surrounding him. In retaliation he swung his lightsaber slicing off the monsters arms before jumping backwards and then turned and began to traverse the rugged terrain left behind after the disaster.

As he ran he produced his comlink in his left hand, "This is Rebel...pssshhhh....I...I'm...pssshhh...Some sort of monsters...pssshh" The baby on his back started crying started crying and as he looked back at the group of undead chasing behind him he spoke "Aww c'monn babe don't cry now!"

In his head he thought, "The signal strength is probably poodoo down here. If they did pick me up it was probably static...hopefully someone was listening. I've gotta find more power."

[member="Jorg"] | [member="Sanya Val Swift"] | [member="Kaili Talith"] | [member="Taeli Raaf"] | [member="Desmond C'artyom"] | [member="Micah Talith"] | [member="Adele Adonai"]

 

[Kaiden Rohn]

He stared at [member="Jorg"] for a while. The man had some learning to do. "Just because you can, doesn't mean you should, Sergeant." He turned back and pointed a finger at [member="Taeli Raaf"]. "You put on the god damn mask like everyone else or I'm going to permanently attach it to your skull."He looked around at the men, who had brought up from the shuttle a machine gun- he smiled somewhat under his helmet. He looked between the two, the Talith and Raaf. [member="Kaili Talith"] got the worst of the stare. He sneered a bit, when they spoke so absent-mindedly of the situation. Kaiden ran a hand over his helmet, where his hair normally would be. A stressed out habit of his.


"Security footage access was knocked out. You'd have to manually produce the actual disks or whatever storage unit they were using at the terminals. So that means going into the Quarantine zone- every aspect has been locked down for the moment."He marched to a team, speeding up the process of the emplacement of the weapon system. He himself, charged the weapon and made sure it would rip apart anything that moved."I don't know if you all remember- perhaps you were too young, but this is damn near what the Dark Harvest was like. If that's the case, the virus will overtake you in less than a few moments. But this seems different. More weaponized."He looked around, placing his hands on his armored hips.

He paced around for a moment, thinking.

"Do we have the capability to restrict movement in and out? Until we make sure whoever the fuck did this is either dead, in custody, or eaten- I don't want anyone, or anything leaving."Kaiden touched a finger to his ear. Someone said something to him on a private channel. He turned to the trooper, the 5th legionnaire."Spooks are on station."He mused, glancing around.

"I'll stay here and contain the situation and try and help whoever approaches the barricades. Take as many men as you need Sergeant, and get in there and help who you can. Take the two Jedi with you."

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